Sometimes you put in so much effort, yet it's left unappreciated.
Other times you attempt to coordinate, 'tis returned with such lack of effort that it fills you with disappointment, perhaps rage, and maybe even sadness.
You think, you wonder - isit a true lack of proficiency for the language? isit carelessness from deficiency of sleep, too much work, weariness & fatigue? Or isit a mere dearth of
effort, toil, heart.
Persevere on, I guess. The end is near. I. must. go. on. And. let. my. beautiful. ideas. be. seen. and . my. interesting. work. be. heard. And no, that won't be enough for me. I would like it to be marvelled at, sighed at, and eventually utilised.
Thank you.
